Chris Reed (author)


Chris reed

I’m moaning and whimpering as I cum and continue to cum over and over. He stiffens and shoves his cock as far into my ass as he can, cumming deep inside me ass. 
He pulls his still hard cock from my ass and circles round, pulling my head up by my hair again, shoves his cock into my mouth, fucking it much like he had my ass. The degradation of being used as a cum receptacle pushing me into another orgasm, making me scream around his cock. He pulls his cock from my mouth and holding my head up with the one hand uses the other to stroke his cock until he spurts cum all over it. 

His cock now limp he dresses and then puts away the toys, before untying me. Not bothering with the blindfold, but leaving the clamps on my nipples he leads me back to his home, which is huge, one of the mansions on the water I always wanted to visit. Leaving me standing outside, he takes the bag back to his playroom and brings out my shoes, skirt and blouse telling me to get dressed. I do that and he smiles at me, "Give me your phone number, I already looked at your license to get your address." I give him my phone number and he hands me my purse. 

He takes the leash which is still attached to the collar and leads me to his car, laying a towel on the seat he urges me in and drives me home, and my car is sitting in the driveway, I look at him and he smiles. "You didn’t think I’d take you back to get it did you, I had someone bring it back for you, now get out and strip and kneel on the lawn." I start to protest but he just looks at me and I climb from the car, and standing on the lawn in the circle of his headlights I strip and drop to my knees. 

He gets out of the car and stands over me, waiting. "Well my slut do you have something to say?" I look up slowly and then drops my eyes "Thankyou for using me tonight Master, I hope it will please you to use me again." He smiles and undoes his pants, pulling his cock out, pointing it at me. "You are going to wait for me to call, and I’ll do that tomorrow sometime, until then you will be wearing that collar" I shiver and moan softly loving the idea of wearing the collar all night. "You also won’t shower until I call you; you won’t clean up from now until I call, if that clear my little slut?" 
"Yes Master, I won’t clean up until you call me"

He smiles at me and says "Good girl" with that he lets go and to my shock and humiliation he starts to piss on me, my tears are lost as he pisses on my face, I don’t move, afraid of being punished, but also aroused from being used in such a manner. His stream slows as he shoves his cock into my mouth for me to drink the last little bit. He tosses my purse onto the grass next to me, and smiles and takes a photo "Perfect, I’ll contact you soon my slut".
I watch as he drives away before getting to my feet, picking up my purse and clothes and going inside, unable to contain my excitement and anticipation, as I want to see him again.

(to be continued, maybe)

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